“Real life, life at last laid bare and illuminated—the only life in consequence which can be said to be really lived—is literature,” Marcel Proust writes, in the last volume of his autobiographical novel, “In Search of Lost TIme.” https://t.co/yW5vrGxol7

The bed where Marcel Proust wrote most of In Search of Lost Time. https://t.co/00SEXmbCZb

Fine writers do psychoanalysis “I find it difficult to describe how densely her life was covered in a network of alternating, fugitive and often contradictory desires.” Marcel Proust (about Albertine), The Captive / The Fugitive, In Search of Lost Time https://t.co/SsTOW3paB0